VIDELECTRIX ONE: Yeah, I can't decide where. The game hasn't even started yet. I haven't hit Game Select.

VIDELECTRIX TWO: What'd you do?

VIDELECTRIX ONE: That's my candlelight. I'm holding a candelabra and I have only 30 matches to save the haunted house. Oh!

VIDELECTRIX TWO:{screams}

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Oh, there it is! A spectral—oh! Oh! Waah! What is that? Oh, there's another one!

VIDELECTRIX TWO: It's doing—

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Oh, man, what is it doing?

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Jumping jacks?

VIDELECTRIX ONE: An insect—yeah, calisthenics. Okay, we gotta get out—oh, a four! I found a four. I found the four. Woof, the pulse—I tell ya, this game needs a Pee-Pants-Ometer down there at the bottom.

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Yeah, I can work one up. I mean, gimme a second.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: You typing it up?

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Yeah, working on it!

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Well, bring it on-screen. We'll superimpose.

VIDELECTRIX TWO: That's it!

{A blue pant leg appears in the corner of the screen.}

VIDELECTRIX ONE: That's the Pee-Pants-Ometer?

VIDELECTRIX TWO: I could only do one leg of the pant. See? That's the crotch part.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: You can't—this is a family wholesome Waggle. You can't say—here, bleep me out. You can't say crotch—

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Bleep!

VIDELECTRIX ONE: You came in late, do it again. You can't say crotch—

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Bleep!

VIDELECTRIX ONE: —on the Weekly Waggle. Whatever that's supposed to be, fill it up, 'cause I have soiled myself through and through. Oh! The walls stained with blood! Here, look at that.

{The Pee-Pants-Ometer fills with several yellow rectangles.}

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Why can't we see the rest of our body in the, um, candlelight?

VIDELECTRIX ONE: What do you mean? We see—

VIDELECTRIX TWO: The flicker should show the rest of our body.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: It's an artistical choice!

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Okay.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Have you ever experienced artistical film?

VIDELECTRIX TWO: I—yeah.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Hey, that made a different sound. You hear that?

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Do you really know what we're doing in this game?

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Well—well, sure, we've got to assemble the shards and, uh, the scepter, and then, uh, make the squares go through one of the black squares.

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Look at the font on those numbers. It's quite scriptic.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Yeah, like it's from the 1800s. The umpteen-hundreds! Ha! That's how many times I've had to ask you {screaming} TO MAKE GOOD GRAPHICS!

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Um.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Look at that! We won! We stumbled right into the winning of the game.

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Let's, uh—okay, let's see what we get.

VIDELECTRIX ONE: I can't wait to see the reward. Any second, comin' up.

VIDELECTRIX TWO: Wait, can we still move the eyes? Even after we've won?

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Oh, that's the reward!

VIDELECTRIX TWO: From the grave?

VIDELECTRIX ONE: Now everyone can go change their drawers. Time for a fresh pair!

{The yellow rectangles in the Pee-Pants-Ometer slowly deplete until there are none left.}